Hidden in Plain Sight

I would hate my mate if I could. I want to blame him. I do blame him, but I know that it’s not all his fault that Malakar is gone. The probability that the hunters stumbled across my son, killed a herd of shifters, and were prepared to transport a baby dragon while I was away for one night is highly unlikely. So, I’m angry at myself for not realizing that I was being watched, but I’m putting that